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011 "El" ([personal profile] waffler) wrote in [community profile] quietplacelogs 2018-01-22 12:56 am (UTC)

[He doesn't know about the fits she's had recently, the anger she's shown Hopper. She won't ever tell him, he can't know that she acts that way. Their fingers laced together is enough to get her not to worry about what he might think of her acting so poorly, and she presses her palm against his more firmly as her fingers curl between his.

His question earns a nod for an answer, a quick little bob of her head. She knows that they need to use the devices, but it's so hard for her to use it to spell out everything. He's told her they have to be quiet though, and she knows that, so she just gives him an apologetic look. She's so sorry for the fact he needed her and she wasn't there.

Her hand reluctantly pulls from his so she can respond and explain.
]

In the woods. We live in a cabin. In Hawkins. But he said no finding you. No leaving. No talking on the radio. No no no to everything except staying and hiding. So I stay safe.

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